Chapter Eighty-Eight: Hatred
The swordsman "struck a blow with the knife, and it was divided into three ways", and came to a classical "goose word Hengqiu", replacing the knife with a palm, flying to the three shadows, and going straight to Gugu.
The palm has not yet arrived, and the sassy autumn has arrived.
Gu Gu calmly saw the palm style of the comer, gently returned a palm "falling flowers and listening to the rain", turned his palm to attack, and when the straight palm came out to the end, he suddenly changed his palm to the orchid finger.
With a flick of the fingers of the palm of the attack, the palm power is divided into the petals of the falling flowers, and the power of the petals decomposes the power of the three shadows of the knife man's "wild goose word Hengqiu", which can be described as "the wild goose word returns to the time of the three lines, and the falling flowers are like listening to the rain." β
"Whoosh-"
The Knifeman and Goo collided and flew up to the adobe wall on the other side again.
The swordsman looked at it fixedly, and was stunned for a moment, only to see the picture on the earthen wall being beaten, which was the sparse shadow of "don't have a slight coolness".
The swordsman smiled, and inadvertently looked at each other, and the two of them laughed at each other.
The swordsman not only sighed: "The sun is full of flowers and smoke", but also laughed: "The moon is bright and sleepless." Are you really worried?"
The swordsman nodded: "It's really sad." β
Suddenly, there was a shadow in the dungeon, and before the two of them could see it clearly, the shadow disappeared again.
Under the moonlight, in addition to the sad words, the swordsman added a sneer on his face......
"Smack-"
On the earthen wall, scholar Mo Feng covered his face with a fan, looking at the inside of the dungeon with a smile.
Gu Gu couldn't help but shudder, and wondered in his heart - how could he still fan his fan in such a cold day?
"Senior Sister Mo Lan, I haven't seen you for many days. β
The swordsman didn't look up, and ignored it.
"Senior sister has always been good, presumably, you also secretly went down the mountain from Yue Yun's old guy, right?"
Scholar Mo Feng continued to stand in the wind, chattering.
"I don't have anything to say to you. Mo Lan spoke.
"The moonlight is just right tonight, if you don't dislike it, wouldn't it be beautiful for you and my brothers and sisters to catch up with the old days?!" the scholar shook his fan gently, and the air around him turned to a bitter cold.
Mo Lan ignored herself, the scholar was so boring.
"This prison is dug three feet into the ground, with obsidian as the foundation, and after it is built, those who have entered it have pleaded guilty and subdued the law.
"For the sake of you and my brother and sister, give you three hours, life is short, I might as well let it go and think about it in the long run. β
As he spoke, the scholar floated away with the power of the fan.
......
Mo Lan took advantage of the moonlight to glance at the silent coo with his hands on his knees, and asked:
"By the way, how do you know I'm a woman?"
"Only women hide their faces with their sleeves when they drink......"
As if nothing had happened just now, he relaxed and chatted with the swordsman as if he were chatting, and said:
"Your hands, although they have also been calloused by the knife for many years, can't hide the fact that you cherish your hands......"
Mo Lan repeatedly looked at herself with calloused but surprisingly slender hands, thinking that how makeup would not work, and people would see through it!
Suddenly, Mo Lan stopped, she got up and crawled on the ground, pressing her ears tightly to the ground......
βDuangββDuangβββ
At this moment, Shaoyi was taking a few steps back, and then rushed forward at a rapid speed, trying to crash into the thick and clumsy earthen wall in front of him.
He had repeated this action hundreds of times......
Could it be that he was trying to break through this forbidden earth enclosure with his flesh body? I have to say that it is really a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers.
Together with Mo Lan, Goo put his ears to the ground, "Could it be that the one less one is also here?!"
Suddenly, Goo's eyes lit up.
The cold moon is bitter and silent, and it is even colder in the cell.
The cold light shone on the swordsman Mo Lan's face, making her pale expression more awe-inspiring, and she was very indifferent to Gugu's actions just now.
Didn't she have any hope of escaping? Goo could tell that this was a girl with a heart in mind.
Mo Lan looked at the twenty-eight sutras in the sky, especially the Dousu and Niusu, as if there was some foreshadowing hidden in them, and sighed:
"The sword qi looked at the bullfight in vain, so don't stop the fairy boat. β
This seems to be saying: There are only a lot of pride and kung fu, how can there be insurmountable difficulties and obstacles, and it will not be able to achieve his wishes. β
Cooing pondered the words of the swordsman's verse, and thought so.
"The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and it will not be returned if it is not conquered. Coo tentatively picked up two sentences.
Hearing the coo-coo's response, Mo Lan's eyes widened suddenly, and the expression she looked at Coo Gu had already changed since the moment Gu Gu waved her knife to paint the wall, especially now, it was simply a change from the disdain she showed when she saw a village girl to now regard Gu Gu as her own kind of person.
After the first meeting in the wine shop during the day, and then the empty-handed fight of the right talent, Mo Lan was very curious about this big-eyed little girl, especially because she could "leave blank for the painting and continue the poem", which increased her good impression of her.
In fact, Gugu is the same, she has always been thinking about the demeanor and style of the swordsman in front of her.
"Do you know how to write poetry, and you still like the Jin Ge Iron Horse......? It's just the same me who was unencumbered four or five years ago and liked the wind and snow!"
Mo Lan's eyes that had been gloomy showed a rare surprise, and for the first time, there was a rare luster on her fair and clear face.
"Where are you from?" Mo Lan asked with concern.
"I ......," said Gugu, "I was born an orphan, I grew up in a village in the West Mountain, and the village chief raised me, and the village chief is the only relative of me and Shaoyi in the world......
"But, not so long ago...... The village chief died...... I don't know who caused it, I just know that we don't have a home anymore. β
Coo looked at the moonlight on the ground, rested his chin on his knee, and said quietly:
"I won't let the village chief die in vain, Shao Yi and I will find the murderer sooner or later and will avenge him. β
Mo Lan touched Gugu's forehead with her hand with pity, and also next to Gugu, slowly sat down against the wall, and said:
"All my life, I lived for the enemy, and died for revenge!"
Listening to Mo Lan speak so resolutely, Goo seemed to see the burden on her weak, petite shoulders.
"You have a thought about home," Mo Lan smiled miserably, and continued, "I...... It's the same, home, country...... Although I left early and lost early, I still remember my dreams. β
With the resonance of their hearts, the two unexpectedly and wordlessly looked out of the window together......
After a long time, Mo Lan said: "The homeland, the homeland...... My heart is like electricity......"
Gugu wanted to comfort Mo Lan, but he didn't know what to say, scratched his head, Gugu slowly walked around, and chanted slowly:
"Bright Moon...... Light, earthly ...... Frost, Prison ...... Soil, sorrow...... Person. β
When Mo Lan heard this, she burst out laughing: "It's really bitter." β
Gugu clenched his fists: "Suffering with the same suffering." β
The miserable atmosphere in the dungeon, which was like frozen soil, finally showed signs of enlightenment.
"Sister, what's your name?"
Goo asked taking the opportunity.